Burning Faith

There is smoke in the air…again…

My adopted city is burning…again…

I feel a huge sense of pride watching the military aircraft in the air, dumping water and flame retardant on this fire.

I feel sorrow for my friends who have lost their homes, and apprehension for the ones who don’t know yet.

I pray the fire moves north, so it can be contained where there are fewer homes and trees, and more grass.

I listen to the stories of those who have evacuated their homes and laugh at some of the antics of children, who are afraid, but who listen to their parents.

I love the sense of community, as I listen to the friend who tells the story of going back into his neighborhood and seeing an out of place vehicle. He tells how he followed it in his huge truck, staying on their bumper, waving at the 20 year olds inside when they would turn around to stare.

I stay concerned for friends who may have to evacuate, and keep them in my prayers. Particularly one friend who is also struggling with health challenges right now.

I am reminded of the fact that nothing happens without God’s hand involved. This is true in every aspect of our lives, from the little things to the big, life changing ones.

Nothing happens without His knowledge of the entire situation, from beginning to end. Trust and Faith are the key…

Trust God to fulfill His plan to His faithful

Have Faith that God will fulfill His promises

Rest in the knowledge that God has a plan, and it is a perfect one… even if it hurts a little